The Bears’ last game for the season. We both knew there was little chance of them making the play offs, and I took your lack of enthusiasm for disap...ointment. Yes, we’re both adults, but we’re both big football fans, too. Usually, I can cheer you out of a losing streak. I tried most of my tricks, at least the ones you let me try. I stood behind your chair and rubbed your neck. The tension never went away. Not even when I lifted my shirt and used my breasts to rub your neck. You didn’t really. One day about ten years back when I was 32 years old, my husband sent a school boy to fetch the attendance register from my house. I was taking bath and the boy pressed the bell. I was half-naked and in hurry opened the school boy tall and well built studying his intermediate junior. He asked for the attendance register and I gave him. He was seeing my bulging breasts constantly. I was blinking over this. He took the register from my ands purposely touching my fingers. His touch game an. After draining that first charge, I pulled out, turned her around, and she knelt to get the last drops from my balls and clean my cock of my cum and her ass juices.As she stood up, the doorbell rang. I told her stay where she was. Alison looked a little troubled but did as she was told as I walked to the door and opened with my cock pointing straight out. Some of my friends had come over. Tom, Jim, Lee and Tracey walked in. Tracey said, "I see you started without me this time. Did you fill her. He just got down there and went to town on my ass! I ve had many orgasms from oral sex but never so quickly. I felt that beautiful feeling arriving not even 30 seconds into it. "Mointrell what are doing?" It felt like he had two tounges swiming all around my pussy and occasionally going in and out of my pussy as if he was fucking me with his tounge the reviving itself by sliding across my clit. "Oh shit, Montrell, what are you doing...ahh...yea...ohhh shit,right there...ahhhhh." That shit felt.